She wakes up before her alarm, as usual. Her pussy is wet...as usual. He texts her. "Good morning, luscious." She smiles and feels herself tighten, just at the sight of his name in her phone. "Good morning, Daddy. I woke up with a soaking pussy." She teases her fingers along her pussy lips to feel that wetness, to spread it. She can smell her needy cu...
So a friend tells me about this website where you can meet married people and she shows me some of these profiles and it just seems like so much fun. So I decide I will make a profile and see what happens. I am not interested in meeting anybody but to engage in the world of Cyber Sex. So I make this interesting and very inviting profile and then wait to see...
I came across two old photos recently, literally & metaphorically, because when I found them, I had to go & get my box of toys & make myself cum while I looked at the photos & reminisced. I went for the full house of nipple clamps, butt plug, vibe & wand. The photos are quite old, not even in digital format (though they're now scanned!)and were taken at a...
The challenging option... I ......................................... (hereafter referred to as 'slave'), agree this day ....../ ...... / ................. to be bound by the terms of this agreement as laid out below, for a period of one year. 1. Slave's cock will be completely under the control of Mistress at ALL times. 2. Slave will wear a chastity de...
A Twenty four seven lifestyle is a choice that some claim can't be made. They choose to tell us that it is impossible to have a D/S relationship twenty four hours a day seven days a week fifty two weeks a year. They may be correct. Let's look at their point of view. Is it possible to have someone tied up indefinitely, punished indefinitely, or at the brink o...
"Have a good night at work," I tell my David as he leaves. He kisses my cheek, then hops in his car to go. With the garage door closing, I hear the freeing silence. David's schedule leaves very little time for intimacy and my sexual frustration has been brimming to the point of overflow. The few moments I squirrel away to finger myself have not been enough....
She enters the room boldly and without need for introduction. In fact, I'm still sat at my desk with my back turned. I know it's her. I stand up, and I'm already unbuttoning my shirt as I turn around, trying not to concentrate on the stiffening in my pants. Shirt undone, she walks towards me and runs her fingers across my chest. The door's locked. I guess Iz...
To understand my weariness and cynicism, you must understand that there are insufficient Dommes in this world, that most of those are already committed to slaves and submissives, that of those remaining many are -- well -- not to everyone's tastes. Not that I am to everyone's taste, I might add, but I'm relatively young and still manage to look pretty good i...
You call me into the bedroom. I am surprised to find you wearing a corset, leg stockings, high heels, and opera gloves. In your hands you hold a cane. You tell me to undress and watch until I stand naked before you. You inspect me, grab my balls and cock and squeeze them hard. I breathe deeply, and try to stay as still as I can while you torment me. You the...
The sun was spilling in through the large window. I could see the trees in the distance leaves barely rustling in the light wind. I was leaning against the table set in front of the window. The wood warmed by the sun felt good against my thighs. I was alone in the house or so I thought. My hands resting on the table as I let the sun warm my face, my eyes we...